Topsy-Turvy in the Rio Grande...
We went down to the river to play in the mud. I walked out to the island, and the wind blew ashes from the fires all around me. The water was blown into peaks and waves, and I felt like the wind was calling my name. Surreal. I bent down to listen to the water, and looked up at the sky, with the ashes swirling around. Eerie and beautiful all at once.
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